Lyric Summertime

Summertime and the livin is easy
Fish are jumpin and the cotton is fine
Oh, your daddy s rich and your ma is good-lookin
So, hush, little baby, don t you cry

One of these mornings,
You re gonna rise up singin
Then you ll spread your wings
And you ll take the sky
But till the morning
There s a-nothin can harm you
With daddy and mammy standin by